There's the shadow of a great even classic film in here. If The Hammer had never spoken, if Mike Irwin had died before submitting his soundtrack, if they'd confiscated Fred's leather, if the villains' jeans didn't look quite so bought-at-Pamida, if the rhythm was just a little more slack, if they'd played up the ambiguity a touch. Better and more interesting than most of Spangler's films but still too sure of itself.